This is a song about "Black struggles"

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

This message is for those in struggles, it's not twisted,

I feel like through these struggles i really just deserve respect,

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

While i freakin' spit black

I can't turn back

Struggles making me feel frustrated

But i remain the good kid

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

To their backs and attract the black on black

Never be found. stuff you in a black

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.